Where am I

Where am I?

I don’t remember anything…I just woke up here. I don’t know where here is anyway. I’m lying down…that much I do know. I’m covered with something. Something wet…it’s being dripped on me as well. The floor beneath me feels tiled. I don’t know. It’s pitch black in here as well – wherever here is. I can’t call out – my throat feels all paralyzed…stiff and constricted all at once. I can feel a slight breeze against my skin. Oh God…I’m naked, covered with something and I can’t move. I’m not in a shower or a bathroom – I feel like I’ve seen where I am before. I can’t…I think…I don’t know. It’s on the tip of my brain and tongue. Déjà vu…but I can’t have been here before – I don’t even know where I am.

Pitch black, a light breeze and a low hum. I’m not in a shower stall or bathroom – there would at least be a crack of light if I was. Nothing here – just an impenetrable darkness my eyes can’t penetrate. Hmmm, that was a bit poetic…but what is dripping on me? It’s not blood – there’s no metallic smell. It could be water…I guess. I don’t dare taste it – it could be poison or arsenic or something. Heck – it could even be glue or paint! I really wish I had a light. My skin feels intact – nothing seems to be broken…good sign – nothing seems to be poking through. Everything is in place…except for my memory.

There’s gotta be a drain here. The water or whatever it is has to be going somewhere. Unless this is some kind of torture or something, though I can’t see how it could work. My body is flushing…hot and then cold at once. Gotta be the liquid or something. God, I wish I could move…or see…or remember who I am. There’s just nothing here, there or anywhere. Am I dead already? Is that why I can’t move or see? Then what the hell is dripping on me? It…it tastes kind of strange. Like nothing I’ve tasted before…I hope that’s a good thing. Did I pay for this experience? I wish I could remember. I don’t even know my name and…what was that? Something just brushed against my leg. I don’t know what it was or is. Something furry maybe? Just…oh god, I don’t want to think about what’s in here with me.

Wait…that was…strange. My leg just jerked slightly and for some reason my foot feels lighter. I don’t know what happened. I wish I had light. The dripping just increased…now a light shower. It’s warm…whatever it is. I don’t think I’ll be able to forget this experience for a long while. That is if I get out of here alive. Or if I get some light – I really wish I had light. Huh, another jerk on the same foot. Strange, but I still feel intact. Nothing missing…of course, I can’t see if there is anything gone. Skin feels intact, nothing seems to be dripping out…

Huh, my other foot gave a lurch. Either I can move again, or something is happening to my feet. Either way, I’m kinda glad I can’t see. Huh? What’s on my face? Wait…what…my teeth are tingling? What’s going on? Where…what…what am I with? Can’t move – can’t fight back. Dripping shower increased to a waterfall – what is it? I’m being covered with something…I can’t see a damn thing. I don’t know who I am and now this? I’m in a Nightmare. Only explanation – c’mon, wake up. Wake up…no, wait, more of those things. Scales? Fur? Hybrids maybe? My legs are lurching like crazy. I hope I can move soon.

Huh – something’s on my chest.

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Where am I?

I don’t remember anything…I just woke up here.